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they dug deep trenches in the forest
cut down large trees
to cover these trenches
they made rooms
and covered the logs with clay
and piled dirt atop, and
used leaves to make it appear as if
they were walking on solid ground.
they made a chimney deeper in the woods
to allow the smoke from campfires to escape the top
of the underground fortress
for months and months they lived in the forest
they found the underground to
be comfortable in winter and in summer
it allowed them to study the doings of
the Romans
and they often blended into the crowds when festival occured.
saying they were from the north country
or were children of the savages
that lived in the wintery woods
they even said they were vikings there to appease Caesar
the woman of the village cooked foods regularly and the people from
the underground would use ingredients from Naples and Florence
to feed their troops
they ate Faros, Italian couscous and noodles and tomato sauces from the cities
and thought they were wise and clever
as they sent messages to the armies of the Nomads.
they never thought they'd be caught since they had been there so long.
for ten years they
lived in these types of living spaces.
Until one day a man named Zois walked into the woods and spoke loudly saying
a Roman fleet was enroute to them
they had been discovered seven years earlier
it would be wise to leave before the Roman horse bought their 
chariots and soldiers to the area. and then.......................

tune in tomorrow for the conclusion to
Beyond Caesar!

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